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Originally Posted by
WeasleyObsession7
"Sophia Lombardi." she said, after the boy struggled to find her name. She had never told him, so it was her fault. She nodded in agreement to what he said, and she walked around the corner, motioning for them to join her. She just wanted to get out of here, as she was claustrophobic.
"Evan Cartwright," he replied while waiting for Marie to make her choice. The girl didn't look very well... they'd better speed up.
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Originally Posted by
The1HBIC
Phew, he wasn't mad that she almost ran into him. "Um yeah, I'll work with you guys." Marie said as she looked ahead at the girl who was heading around the corner. "Maybe we better get up there with her and see if she needs any help." she said as she walked toward the girl.
Rounding the corner herself she stopped dead in her tracks. The biggest two she had ever seen was blocking the way. Well what were they supposed to do now? Marie being who she was just wanted to punch it and make it move but she knew that wouldn't work. "Um, I think we have a little problem here," she said turning back to Evan. What the heck was she going to do now? The thing was just standing there, not moving at all.
Thinking about what the number two meant she remembered something about unity. She looped her arm with Evan uniting them as a team. Now all they needed to do was grab the little firstie and unite her with them and they would be able to pass by freely. "If you loop your arm through hers we should be able to go by," she said to Evan as she looked over at the little girl.
Yay, Marie was going to work with them. Evan relieved. He trusted her knowledge more than anyone else's right now, and knew very well that she was the key out of here. Going over to the corner himself too, he shrugged.
"They're harmless," he reassured her. Well, she probably knew it already, this wasn't a potions class to be set on fire. Nodding at her suggestion to show his approval, he caught the little firstie by her arm and they made their way into the number without any problem.
He let go of their arms as they were clear off the number with yet another decision to take for a route. Turning to both of them, he looked as if letting them to make the choice.